My mother's an alcoholic, my stepfather . . . we're not gonna get into that, but it's why I ran away from home. I have twin half-sisters, one of whom is slightly insane and both of whom are hulking Amazonian militants who get paid to kill people.

My real dad loved me. We were really close. And then he got killed.

Guess that happens sometimes when you're a hitman for the mob, huh?